Favorite moment you ask?
I had just gotten off work
I came over
Sat on our couch
Got high
And we talked for a couple hours
Laughing ourselves to death
We were worried we'd wake them up
But honestly, we didn't care
That small simple smoke session
Was my favorite time with you
And whenever I think of us
I see us sitting on our couch
Laughing ourselves to death

I was round a Tripfire
Playing my guitar
Singing and yelling
Loudly, of corse
I had eaten that sweet Lucy
A couple hours before
A lady walked up
A deadhead
Dreads and all
She started dancing
After the song
She dropped a bomb on me
"That was beautiful, my name is Paige"

But I still love you
I read your poetry
Everyday
I still think of you
Everyday
I still think of our
Stupid little conversations
Everyday

You have every right
To hate me
You have every right
To come in my home
And tear my life apart
Just as I did yours

I left this site
So you could focus
On you
I didn't wave to you at speedway
So you could focus
On you
I haven't texted
Even tho I've sat staring at my phone
For hours
Thinking of you

I won't let your hate get to my head
Because
I feel like
It's not true
You can say you never want me again
You can say your happy
But I know
How happy we were
Laughing ourselves to death
On that couch
I remember how happy I was

And the truth is
I still wish I had held on to you
That day in my garage
When you fought for me
I should of held on to you...
But
I didn't
And that's all gone now
I'm sorry we had to feel so much pain
But not for one second
Do I regret anything
And if I had another chance
I'd take you
And I would never let go.